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A Million Lovers

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I came across an article yesterday, which perfectly described how I feel. The article is Can We Be Lovers and Not Have Sex? I want affection. I want love, but for the most part, not sure if it's the depression, the medication or a combination, but I do not want sex. Coming out of depression or nothingness makes me crave affection.

I have stated before that I want an affectionate friend. I want to link arms with someone, hold their hand and hold them until I can feel them. I want to snuggle on the couch and make you laugh when I dance down the street. I want to see that other person the way they see themselves and grow to be the best versions of ourselves with them.

I used to have that with him, but everyone thought that I was in love with him. I had exactly what I wanted, a friend that I could tell anything to. Maybe that is love, but I wasn't in love with him, but I cared very much for him and I still do. I don't know if I'm more evolved or if I just have different views on expression.

I know that not everything ends. Not love. Not always. The world would be so much better with love and affection that can be expressed openly. I do not want romantic love. I just want love that can be shared openly and affectionately and that it won't be judged by others. I want to love someone truly, deeply and without judgement from anyone.